Chapter Ninety-Two: Belated Cultivation
Trick?
I just thought it was a disguise, but it was so simple.
The physical damage shown on Wu Ming's body was real, and he was also desperately enduring the huge pain of his body, but the power of the bug flame, which had entered the body early and still did not move, suddenly stimulated the potential of the body, and hooked out all the power that should have belonged to Wu Ming, which made him more comfortable.
He was still lying in the pile of corpses, not moving a bit, but Gu Chenxin's side was also slow to move.
The two of them did this for a while.
Chu Hua, who was watching the battle, thought that there was a problem with the connection of the big screen, which caused the whole picture to be still, but after repeated inspections, he found that this was not the case.
Gu Chenxin seemed to be waiting with a very purposeful purpose, as if he was looking forward to Wu Ming's next move.
And this is also a situation that Chu Hua doesn't know.
"Ahh~"
Wu Ming's body was embedded in the pile of corpses, trembling constantly, his mouth was cracked by the hysterical roar, and a cloud of white smoke seemed to come out of his mouth, perhaps it came up from his throat, and his voice was like a tumbling cannon, full of power, and in an instant, the pile of corpses behind him was easily dispersed.
Then, since Wu Mingzhou was the base point, the continuous sound also spread into the distance little by little, just like the pool of rippling endless ripples.
First erupts, then persists.
His voice made even Gu Chen's heart tremble, not to mention the few people who stayed on the ground and watched the two fight.
The roar lasted for a full ten minutes, but when Wu Ming stopped, the whole environment also underwent a subtle change.
First of all, a large number of floating corpses close to Wu Ming's side disintegrated and evaporated out of thin air, you must know that the identity of these corpses is not low, they can float in the sky for a long time without being eliminated by the Great Dao, it is conceivable that their physical bodies are by no means ordinary.
What's even more terrifying is that even the corpse of a giant elephant that is far away from it has shrunk little by little, until it completely disappears into the space of Zheng
The body of the master of the questioner was not spared, and it turned into nothing and scattered with the wind.
The scope is so wide, if only one roar with others is enough to destroy Wu Zong's corpse, I'm afraid that if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even the person who said this would not believe it.
Ye Chenxing and the others, their jaws were about to fall, you must know that before, they almost beat you to death for a martial arts corpse, and their eyes were glowing green.
Not only that, but the stench also dissipated.
The air is fresh.
The light of the upper realm penetrated down, and even penetrated the clouds, completely lifting the mystery of the spatial flat where Wu Ming was located. What Martial Sect Tomb, what hell field, will no longer exist.
With just a slight suffocation, the environment present was changed, and Wu Ming's background was simply unfathomable.
And the impact of the roar itself is much more than that.
The heavy clouds above the heads of Qing Xuanzhu and the others also drifted away, and even though the two Rao's bodies were as small as a black dot that was about to disappear, everyone still saw their figures at a glance.
The stone slab projection screen laid by Chu Hua was also disintegrating little by little, but before it completely disappeared, it still reflected an image.
I saw that Wu Ming's many ribs exposed outside the air were also in this muffled thunder, and all of them collapsed together, and the fracture was smooth and silky, like a knife cut.
Immediately afterwards, an even more surprising scene happened, Wu Ming's body did not cause his chest to be paralyzed and weak due to the broken ribs, but gradually returned to its original state, and a familiar and quite soft energy mass was desperately repairing Wu Ming's body.
"This force... It's familiar!"
"Spiritual power, that's spiritual power. ”
That power, which they are all too familiar with, is the power that cultivators are most fascinated by and most excited about, it is the foundation of everything, and it is the manifestation of strength.
They wanted to take a few more looks, but at this point, the screen completely disappeared, and there was a faint smell of corpse oil in the rolling breeze.
If they looked at it from this perspective, it was really a bit difficult, and they could only vaguely see what seemed to be something coming out of Wu Ming's body, hovering behind Kong Zheng
The power that poured out, like the endless flood, was magnificent, and the powerful power it exuded rippled in the air, spreading downward layer after layer.
The empty was torn into intricate cracks, like thin paper, and it would break with a single stab.
"What's going on... Is that really spiritual power... With such a large and abundant mad force, this sense of oppression is unheard of?"
Under pressure, it is difficult to move forward. Ye Chenxing, the master of the question, Qing Xuan fell to the ground one after another, even Qing Xuanzhu almost knelt on the ground, and finally barely supported his body before standing up leisurely.
You must know that Qing Xuanzhu is still a peak powerhouse of the Martial Sect after all.
"Tsk, it's really, a belated cultivation. ”
Chu Hua stared at the air, groped his chin, and said with interest, in the face of this oppressive force, he was not moved at all, and even wanted to make fun of it.
At this time, Wu Ming's body had recovered as before, and there was no trace of scars on his smooth and white abdomen, and a few feet in front of him, the rib fragments that had been set up by his countless rivers of spiritual power were also rapidly adhering and joining, with that momentum, it was not difficult to imagine that Wu ordered him to start building something.
But at this moment, a very fast afterimage suddenly rushed towards Wu Ming, trying to interrupt Wu Ming's preparations, but Gu Chenxin's body did not move for half a minute, and his phantom could not intimidate Wu Ming at all, that is, at that position, there was still one person present?
Wu Ming didn't raise his eyes, he only focused on the treasure in front of him, and it wasn't until the object completely stayed at the front of the rib fragment that he could see the appearance of the object clearly from the afterglow.
Rushing to Wu Ming was the last floating corpse that had never been shot, and it was also the last one that remained in this void and had not completely dissipated.
His existence may also be a mystery.
But if you want to unravel it, maybe it's not difficult.
"It's crazy to put all the bug-level power into your body, it's funny, it's funny. But in this way, you may not be able to last long, and once the time passes, you will no longer have the means to check and balance me. ”
Gu Chenxin's cynicism did not disturb Wu Ming's heart in the slightest.
"That's enough. ”
Listen up!
What a calm answer!
Even if this kind of genuine power can only last for a while, Wu Ming is still content, after all, he is also confident that he can rely on this power to defeat the person in front of him.
"It's ridiculous that you want to defeat me with that unformed thing in your hand. ”
Hearing Gu Chenxin's disdainful words, Wu Ming did not refute.
Unformed?
Then let it take shape.